Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1303 - 1164: Money Beyond Control

The Centurion even considered in his heart that if things didn’t change, he might as well just resign from this position.

No longer would he serve as a Centurion.

This position not only required daily exhausting training, but it was also incredibly tiring and, most importantly, it didn’t earn any silver. The annual military salary was never fully paid.

Furthermore, if not for the back pay granted after the new housing registration, their owed pay had already been delayed for half a year, and previously it was common to owe pay for a year or more.

Despite this, the combined annual salary never exceeded ten taels of silver. This meant that during one holiday, he could earn ten years’ worth of salary.

In the face of such huge interests, how could he still be interested in doing those things?

He had already decided to come here every day just to participate in this lottery for wine. As long as he could draw a cask each day, he would have ten taels of silver coming in daily.

And even if he didn’t win each day, getting one every two or three days was still possible.

Earning in two or three days what he used to earn annually was something he had never dared to imagine before.

In short, today’s event had directly shown him a bright path—a path to sudden wealth.

He had even started imagining that in this Capital City, in no time, he should have his very own grand mansion, and by then, marrying several charming wives and concubines would be the pinnacle of bliss. Isn’t this the peak of life?

With these thoughts, he felt increasingly proud and full of anticipation, even imagining names for his future children.

Meanwhile, the Shopkeeper from nearby naturally witnessed this scene, saw the change in this man’s expression, and noted everything about him, including the gleam in his eyes, which prompted the Shopkeeper to shake his head helplessly.

It seemed this pitiful man was indeed despicable in his own ways; previously, he was arguably the weakest among this group of the Official Family.

He was frequently ostracized, and thus, I thought to offer him a helping hand, hoping he would improve after receiving some assistance. However, I never expected that, judging by his demeanor, he had no ambition.

On the contrary, having gained wealth, he would become no different from those villains.

Haven’t you seen the expression on his face right now?

Haven’t you noticed the gleam in his eyes during the performance?

Moreover, when he looks at those poor folks, his gaze is full of undisguised disdain, which from this alone.

Made it apparent to the Shopkeeper that this man’s character was not commendable. Perhaps when he was poor, his character was tolerable, but once wealth came into play, he was overwhelmed by money instead of managing it.

For such a person, the Shopkeeper would definitely not offer him any help again, today only being out of pity. As for where he would develop in the future, it depended entirely on him.

The most important point is, the aim of opening this wine shop was not for these people to become idle and only queue daily to speculate.

The real purpose was to encourage everyone to learn writing, while also making some money through the wine sales.

Regarding those with a mindset like this man’s, hoping to get rich overnight, they were certainly not few. They also envisioned if they could, like the Centurion, experience sudden riches, what would happen if they drew ten casks at once?

Their lives could potentially transform drastically.

And this side has quickly ended today’s events, concluding today’s lottery activities. Tomorrow’s wine purchases have already been planned out, all that needs to be done is for these people to bring their bamboo sticks tomorrow and they can buy wine.

After finishing everything here, the Shopkeeper waved his hand to the crowd:

"Alright, everyone, you can no longer queue here, now you may go line up at the shop next door.

Once there, you will register and receive a character, which informs you what it is and how to write it. You just need to memorize it when you return and write it again, then tomorrow you can continue lining up here for the lottery.

If you can’t recognize the characters, then don’t come to queue here tomorrow, otherwise, there won’t be any opportunity, even if you are first in line."

After saying this, the Shopkeeper turned and returned inside the shop.

However, when he said this, the Centurion sunbathing under a nearby tree completely ignored these words, paying them no heed.

He was entirely absorbed in imagining how he would spend his fortune when it arrived the next day.

After seeing things wrap up here, he didn’t linger, rather he headed straight back to camp and found his superior to express his desire not to remain a Centurion and sought to renounce his military identity.